Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 47

"What have you heard exactly?" I asked. I wasn't going to volunteer any information, although I might answer a direct question or two.

Roy stated, "We have heard that you spent the first school night with Sylvia Marks, but we already knew that. We also heard that you've been seen talking to Terri and then the both of you disappeared suddenly for an unknown amount of time in an unknown place. Word is this has happened more than once or twice, depending on who you are hearing it from. And of course, pretty well everyone knows you banged Heather under the bridge last night twice.

Bill sadly commented that Heather had never shown any interest In him. Roy submitted that none of the women in town had shown any interest in him. Bill told Roy to go fuck himself. Roy just grinned.

I thought for a bit then answered with, "I already told you guys all I'm going to tell you about my time with Sylvia, she was helping me with English. She's great at it and suck at it."

"I'm not going to even try to deny what everyone in town already seems to know about Heather and me last night. I'm pretty sure Heather called all her friends and told them exactly what happened under the bridge."

"So, what about Terri then?" Bill asked. Roy echoed his question, "Yeah, so what about Terri eh?"

I thought hard about the times I had been with Terri and her change in attitude and dress from a crude-looking tom-boy to a sexy looking minx. also thought about her warning to me what would happen to me if I told anyone anything about her and me and the times we have spent together. I didn't want her to be mad at me at all. I genuinely enjoyed my time with her and her easy attitude about me having sex with more women than just her.

Sex with Terri was really, really good. Fucking Heather was also great, but fucking Heather could happen at any time in the future. She didn't give a shit about who she fucked, who fucked her, and whoever else the guys who had fucked her were currently fucking as well. A flicker of doubt about Heather and the passionate kissing we had shared didn't seem to fit her profile of energetically fucking anything with a dick. Maybe she kissed all the guys that way... I really didn't know.

Roy and Bill were both looking at me, waiting for my answer to their shared question. I could see that they knew I was thinking carefully about my reply to their question.

"Terri and I are just smoking on the picnic table. We sit, we smoke, we chat, and then we go to whatever classes we have next. There's no mystery, we just go our separate ways after we finish our smokes."

"Really? You expect us to believe that? C'mon man, we're not stupid said Bill.

"Yeah... that sounds fake to me" continued Roy. Everything I've heard says that when Terri leaves the picnic table you wait a while and then head off in the same direction as her."

I held up my hands and said, "Guys, that's all I have to say about Terri. If you want to know more, you should ask her."

Bill and Roy looked at each other in stunned disbelief before turning back to me.

"Ask her? Are you NUTS? She'd probably rip my fucking balls offt Terri doesn't like guys asking her about her business... she gets really intense", Bill shouted as quietly as he could.

Roy looked quizzically at me, no doubt trying to figure out what was going on in my head. He clearly didn't believe what I'd said about Terri and I hadn't given him much new news about Sylvia either. It seemed everyone knew about Heather, but that apparently was nothing new. The girl did like to fuck, there was no denying it.

Roy finally spoke, saying, "Okay Nick. I can see that you really aren't the kind of guy to kiss and tell. I can respect that, if I were one of the girls you've been with, I'd probably not want you to talk about me either."

I looked to Bill who said, "All right. I don't like it, but all right. I won't nag you about it anymore."

I felt like a real scumbag when told them I would be leaving earlier than I previously had.

"What?! Who are you seeing tonight man?" demanded Bill.

"I'm just getting some more tutoring in English from Sylvia. That's all, no big deal" I answered, the lie probably clear on my face and in my voice. Bill and Roy exchanged looks before turning to me again.

"Okay man, if that's the way it's going to be, we won't pry any more", said Roy.

I thought to myself that the grape-vine would surely be ablaze with whatever happened that night while I was getting 'tutored' by Sylvia. I already knew that Sylvia and Terri had talked to each other.

Even though Terri had started wearing more flattering clothes, the underwear was clearly chosen by Sylvia as confirmed by Terri. I supposed that Sylvia must have the same attitude about me seeing other girls than just her, also confirmed by Terri; otherwise, I wouldn't be seeing her again that night. It was nice to know for sure though. And I still didn't know why two women from different social groups would be sharing information and underwear.

"That is the way it's going to be guys. And I'd appreciate you not trying to pry any more information out of me on the subject."

"The subject' he says" quipped Bill. "I like to get something out of a subject: preferably a subject with blue eyes, blonde hair, and big knockers who likes to spend her spare time under the bridge."

Roy groaned and said, "Bill you'd fuck the crack of dawn if you could figure out how to."

Bill only smiled in return.

Turning the TV back on, we watched some unremarkable show before I announced I had to head back home again.

"I hope you have a good time with Sylvia; I'm sure that you'll probably learn something new tonight", quipped Roy.

Bill's words were less kind, "You lucky fucker! I wish I could get lald!"

I smiled at them both then mounted the stairs and left the house, getting on my bicycle and peddling home.

It was 8:40 pm when I got back to my house, parked my bike against the wall, and entered the house. I checked the kitchen clock against my wristwatch. They were both showing the same time.